Relax your mind,
Your body,
Your soul.
No longer are you left with that dark,
Empty hole.
You've dealt with the pain,
The anger,
The loss.
Now there are no more feelings,
Your under the moss.
Your deep, down away,
From the trauma of life.
No more dealing with it's daily strife.
Stay silent, my love,
For it's only begun.
You've stopped being,
Stopped living,
For the purpose of One.
 
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